The young murderous suited killer walked down his lane.
He passed his best friend's house, Monika.
She burst through the door.
"Springtrap-chan! Don't leave without me!" She cried out to him, running as fast as she could.
He giggled and started running away, his backpack almost falling off.
"Spriiingtraap!" She screamed chasing after him, clinging on to her handbag, her books threating to fall out.
The two of them chased each other to school.
As they reached the gates, the doors flung open inside the school.
A man dressed in black wearing a ski mask ran like the flash.
The school burst into flames behind him and rubble was flung around.
After a few minuets the school was nothing but a scorch mark on the ground.
Monika collapsed onto her knees, weeping.
"N-no." She sobbed, "All of our friends."
Springtrap stood there, scared confuesed and speachless.
